Darien
The airplane was delayed and I was impatient.
I stood near the gate with my phone in my hand, scrolling through the photo Leah had sent me that morning. Her and Keanu in the kitchen, flour everywhere, Keanu looking like he was a powdered donut. She was laughing in the picture. That full, open laugh that crinkled her nose and made her eyes disappear into crescents. She looked happy. She looked healthy. She looked like everything I was desperate to get home to. My heart ached, wanting to be with her.
“Stop staring at your phone like a lovesick teenager.” Cain dropped into the seat beside me, two coffees balanced in one hand. He held one out. “You've looked at that picture nine times since we sat down.”
“Twelve.” I took the coffee.
“Twelve.” Cain snorted, shaking his head. “Even w
